Anthony Vinardi inherited his papa's farm in Nebraska before life in America offered him another choice. Land, family and tradition were all the mattered. Then came the Easterner, who tore Anthony's dream from his soul, scattering it into the wind.

Whether you have A.D.D., A.D.H.D., know someone with A.D.D., or have heard all the opinions regarding its authenticity, the only way to truly understand the disorder-to see beyond the person's supposed inabilities-is to see the conditions through the eyes of someone who constantly struggles to make it through each day with his or her self-esteem in tact. An open-minded person will try to see the other side of A.D.D.: the positive side, the wonderful potential hidden behind the anger. A.D.D. and Me, written from a child's viewpoint, introduces the reader to joyful energy, creative genius and...